Their Dreams Became a Horrible Nightmare, they Must Do it Or could Die

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It is not one. It is not two. It is not three. But a lots.

So many horrible Moroccan stories are populating the YouTube platform every day. Some are very heartbreaking, others are true hurting, and still others are extremely horrifying. All of them were repeatedly reported by Moroccan women and girls who cried and suffered, horrified and begged for help just to return back to Morocco. The common element among all of them is that women and girls were hired to work in Saudi Arabia but upon arrival things keenly changed and these females were trapped into a looping nightmare situations sometimes could turn into a human body killing without anyone even noticing the crime.

Before taking off, they were told a dream, the dream was believable and real because they could get all of the official documents needed it for the job-travel faster and delivered by the embassy of Saudi Arabia in Rabat to make every document official and doubtless.

And then for the peace of their minds, they were given more assurance by a little knots of mindless Moroccans who articulated to them in the Moroccan language to create even more trust and whispered into their ears once more every step of the way of the employment opportunity process to make sure every move sounds even more believable and realistic and suppress any doubt might be looming in their minds.

These Moroccans who are part of the Saudi employment operation mainly are working for Saudi people to facilitate and coordinate and make easy the transition of all of the selected women and girls. These Moroccans who are part of the Saudi employment operation made the dream looks so good in the eyes of all of the selected women and girls by drawing a better picture of life ahead for them and reconfirming once more the flourishing future awaiting them if they accept. And then, they compelled them to accept the deal as they will be making more money upon arrival to Saudi Arabia. These Moroccans who are part of the Saudi employment operation are doing an awful job and they must rethink and stop hurting the Moroccan society and find another decent job.

The deal was all of the females would work a normal job such as hair stylist or house cleaner but never as a sex-worker, yet as soon as they arrived, the dream faded out and became a horrible nightmare, a sophisticated trap that offered to its victims only two choices and none of them was good. The rose petals became dark, dead, and poison and females must smell it.

The first choice was hard to believe by many females which is working as a sex-worker and the second was out of reach by the majority of the victims which is to pay an amount of 50,000 Dhs per person to her sponsorship Saudi man as a cancelation fee. And even if they managed to pay the cancelation fee, they must pay also for the flight back home ticket to Morocco which is lots money. Many could not afford to pay and how could they? Knowing that the money issue was the main reason why they were looking for a job and coming into Saudi Arabia. And now they must pay rather than working and getting paid.

The ones who refused to sell their bodies and chose to protest by going into a-not-eating for weeks hoping to win the battle and return back to Morocco soon were harshly beaten and repeatedly raped by all kinds of wild raping scenarios a mind can imagine. The ones who managed to escape and called the police were later charged of stealing valuable items and producing a false charges, therefore, escorted back to their sponsorship Saudi man building for all kinds of punishments until they were exhausted and then left with a terrible sense of foreboding and unhealed mind and body injuries. The ones who kept their emotions hidden or tried to subdue their fears and accepted to do what Saudi man wanted them to do while they were thinking of a plan to escape were seized their documents anyway such as the passport and no way they could flight back without it. In addition, they were not able to make money because they had to pay for shelter and food and most of all the big part of the dirty money was taken anyway by Saudi man.

Horrible stories will follow here told by the victims themselves

 

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I went to Saudi Arabia through a job contract because I thought I can work, I can wash and iron and cook, I can sew and mend, I can do dishes beautifully and polish the floors and brasses whatever the lady over there would like me to have her help out. But I did not find any of these. I only found prostitution jobs. I refused.

The family who wanted me to come and work for them did not let me go outside. I literally was in prison. I was crying, hungry, frail, and very scared. I was traumatized.

Although I managed to escape the house, I could not return back to my family back home.
I was sleeping in hospitals or any places that could be as a sleeping corner. I became a homeless woman: I begged for food, money, and help. I did not know what to do or where to go. I had no spare or document on me. I was lost and physically and mentally ill.

I then went to the Moroccan consulate in Saudi Arabia hoping and looking for support and the way back to Morocco, alas, the support was not their nor my request was accepted. I felt ignored, disregarded, and left on my own and the nighttime was coming and I had no food or where to sleep. My head was in my hands and I was crying and asking only God for help.
Suddenly, I heard a woman's voice questioning me what happened to me. I told her everything because I was despaired for any help. She offered me a job in a man's house and I will be paid and safe. I accepted it but later realized she was selling me because the man wanted a return: my body.

My situation worsened and I had to stay in hospital for four months. I lost my ability to move and now I become paralysis. The Saudi family seized my clothes and papers and reduced me to nothing and then left me without any feeling as a human being. When my mother knew, she was begging for my return and wanting me to die near her. The consul visited me and requested of me to sign a document if I wanted to have some money and return back to Morocco. I did sign his document but did not get any money. The only thing I got was my passport and I developed a disability for ever. A woman from Morocco with good heart heard what was happening to me and paid the flight ticket for my mother to come and bring me back to Morocco. I came in a wheeled bed like the medical emergency bed of ambulance and landed in Casablanca Airport. I went at age of 34 and retuned back to Morocco at age of 53 with no money or health. Many times I was a target for a rape but because I had the brown belt Taekwondo, I strongly fought back but it was not easy.

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